The Heart You Injured
Chapter 43. Eavesdropping

The rib soup dish was on the dining table. The fragrance of his arioma began to waft, filling the sense of smell. As if making the tongue want to immediately taste the taste.

Erlan looks so enthusiastic when enjoying the dishes presented in front of him. Many times he took a sip of the ribs to retrieve his marrow. And, if seen from the voraciously he sipped this dish can be ascertained that the cuisine of the housekeeper is indeed suitable on his tongue.

Surti who stared at the master eating rib soup made by Dinda can only gawk. The middle-aged woman was very surprised to see the master who looked so enthusiastic enjoying the dish in front of her. In fact, the man added rice as if to continue and continue to enjoy the rib soup made by Dinda. A rare sight. Because for Surti as long as he lived with Erlan, the man never ate his cooking as enthusiastically as this.

"Dis' son?" surti asked with a face full of question marks.

Erlan who had previously focused on this dish in front of him, immediately glanced towards Surti. He just smiled and nodded his head.

"Yes Mbok. This time, Surti's cooking tasted really good. The spices are so pronounced and the rib meat is so tender. I've reached back-up time."

Surti put a smile on his lips. It turns out that his employer was wrong because the soup that was eaten was made by Dinda.

"But Den, that soup is not my cooking. That's all Dinda's cooking."

Erlan almost choked when she heard Surti say the word Dinda. Hurriedly he gulped down the white water before him and regulated his breathing.

"Feel Dinda? Seriously Mbok?"

Yes Lord .. yesterday the coffee that Dinda made so fit on the tongue, now Dinda's cooking also feels so delicious. Though only this time I enjoy cooking and coffee made, but why does everything taste so according to my taste?

"Yes Den, that's Dinda's cooking. It turns out that Simbok guess is right that Dinda is the right person to be a domestic assistant here. The work is nice, neat, and most importantly the cuisine fits perfectly with the Erlan den tongue. Then, Simbok feels calm to leave this house Den."

"Ah but for me, Simbok remains the best. There is no substitute and nothing. Even though Simbok will not be here, I will still remember Surti."

"Hahaha den Erlan this is all there is. If age can not age, Simbok make sure to follow den Erlan continue."

Both of them dissolve in laughter. Erlan also seems to still want to taste the remnants of pleasure at the end of this feed. Even the man to the brim was literate which made Surti giggle amused.

"Sorry sir, I ask permission to enter Mr. Erlan's room. I want to take out the dirty clothes and want to clean the bathroom that Mr. Erlan has in his room."

Dinda who had just come out of the kitchen, approached the master who was sitting in the dining chair. Delivering the intention and purpose to enter the private room owned by the employer.

"just enter. Oh yes, for the bathroom fresheners, please change them."

Dinda nodded her head. "Okay sir, excuse me first."

Dinda swung her legs to enter the master's private room. While Erlan also moved from his sitting position after being satisfied to enjoy the rib soup made by Dinda. He intends to immediately go to the office, because there is a morning meeting with the relationship.

"Well, is Erlan leaving?" ask Surti astonishment. He felt something strange about the appearance of this master.

"But it's Den!" point Surti towards Erlan's hair.

Erlan narrowed both of his eyes. Not understanding what Surti said. "That's what Mbok is?"

"Den Erlan hasn't been sidelined yet. Still messy hair!"

Erlan. In a hurry, he held her hair. Surely it's still a mess.

"Geez, why did you forget like this?"

Without further ado, Erlan went back into the room. Looking for a comb to tidy up her hair while looking in the mirror. When he focused on combing his hair, the incision sounded the voice of someone who seemed to be making a voice call in the bathroom. As driven by such great curiosity, Erlan chose to eavesdrop on this conversation of her new housekeeper.

"Don't forget to send money immediately after payday later Din. Remember, we have to work hard to get back to life. And I want to invest our money to buy land."

"Yes, it can be arranged. After all, I have only been working three days so it does not feel good if you have talked about salary. Is there nothing you want to talk to me about besides Mas's salary?"

"What is Din? You work until Jakarta is to find money, so we discussed about money. Aye right?"

"That's right Mas, but why don't you ask how I'm doing first or maybe you're longing for being away from me?"

"Halaaaahhhh .. no. I didn't ask about your news because I'm sure you're okay. And I'm not saying miss because right now we don't have to be too fond of longing or love. Because right now all we need is Din's money. So forget about missing or whatever. It doesn't matter to me. What matters is money."

Dinda smiled full of bitterness. She thought the husband would shower her with friendly words that could dampen the longing. But it turned out to be just about the money he asked.

"Already, don't be whiny. Now continue your work, Din. Remember, diligent work let you get a lot of bonuses. Then it was before. I'm going to go ngojek."

The connection is cut off and leaves only the sound of tut, tut, tut. Dinda could only let out a rough breath and stroked the chest. Not wanting to be too late in his mind, he rubbed the bathroom walls again and also the closet using a brush in his hand.

"Truely said Mas Bayu. I can't cry. I have to put aside the longing and whatever it is to improve the quality of my work. Come on Dinda spirit. You can change your fate. And can raise your family's degree. The spirit!"

Dinda monologue. Give spirit to himself so that he can be passionate in work. He remembered that there were dreams he had to achieve and goals he had to pursue.

Erlan who was standing not far from the back of this woman who was crouching could only smile full of irony. There was a sense of pity when hearing this conversation of his housekeeper with the husband. Because, a husband should not interfere with the wife's income. Is there not a saying that the husband's money is the wife's money. While the wife's money will still be the wife's own money?

Looks like you're really a sincere person, Din. Sincerely sacrificing for the family despite the fact that the existence of your husband is enough to be the backbone. May your husband never play tricks on you. Or betray your hard work.

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